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plip-plop
rain-drop
the pitter-patter of the rain
soothes the soul, leaves me sane
washes away my sinful stains
cleanses the folds, within my brain
Crickle-Crackle lightning BOOM!
Thunder roars in my room
Blue flashes in the sky
It's beauty caught within my eyes
reminding me, we all die
ephemeral beings, in this life
plip-plop tear-drop
drip-drop, please stop
The slow stream on my cheek
proof of my insanity, proof that I'm weak
My guilt mounts to the peak
hazing the salvation that I seek
Scribble-scrabble, pen scratch
through words I gently release my wrath
and through rhymes, I try to tell the truth
but after all this stress, I've decided that I am through
- by Catcher in burning Rye |
- Poetry And Lyrics
- | Submitted on 10/26/2008 |
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- Title: drop-drop
- Artist: Catcher in burning Rye
- Description: a poem made in a emo-mood, might be a little good though, need opinions, if it sux than I'll save everyone time by not picking up my pen again
- Date: 10/26/2008
- Tags: dropdrop
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Comments (2 Comments)
- naui34 - 10/26/2008
- This is pretty nice, in a weird way
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- Catcher in burning Rye - 10/26/2008
- hmm... yeah I should just quit on writing
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